Konoha. A very sudden meeting was convened.
How sudden was it?
It was broad daylight, and every household was in the middle of lunch.
At the same time, Konoha had received no special intelligence. Yet everyone had suddenly gathered together as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
The convening of the jonin meeting, the assembly of Konoha's chunin and genin—everything seemed utterly inexplicable.
And yet, despite something so strange happening, not a single person thought there was anything wrong.
It was as though, in their memories, all of this was perfectly normal!
All that could be said was that when everyone was abnormal, then it became normal!
As Konoha's Seventh Hokage, Naruto had rarely been home, happily having lunch with his wife and children.
But halfway through the meal, Hinata packed everything away, Himawari returned to her room, and Naruto donned his Hokage's Robes and headed back to the Hokage Office Building.
Only Boruto, still holding his chopsticks and staring blankly at the empty table, was utterly dumbfounded.
"What's going on?"
Boruto was completely confused. He felt like he needed a moment to process this.
Everything his father, mother, and sister had done seemed far too natural. By the time he realized it, the living room was empty, and he still had not reacted.
More importantly, he had not even finished eating before his mother cleared away his meal!
For a moment, Boruto even wondered whether he was dreaming.
Otherwise, why did everything feel so bizarre?
Three years later, sixteen-year-old Boruto could now be considered a young man.
As for Boruto's strength, over these three years, it had soared like a rocket!
Because Momoshiki Otsutsuki had carved a Karma into him, his entire body was already close to becoming fully Otsutsuki.
The old Momoshiki had been